Gone. (Pt. 2)

Of Ephraim.

“So they both ran together, and the other disciple outran Peter and came to the tomb first.”
John 20:4″

Speeding ahead.
Heaving.
Huffing and puffing.
Gasping for air,
Blood on my taste buds.
Heart racing ahead of my legs.
Thighs tiring but my thoughts
Refusing to falter or stall for a second.
Doubting yet believing.
Seeing yet not yet seen.

I must find out.
I must know for myself,
I must see for myself.
Dubiety trips my feet
But the glimmer of hope
Gets me back and running.
I must find out.
Upon arrival,
I see
The handkerchief that was around His head
And the linen cloths that clothed Him
Folded to perfection.
The tidily prepared exit.
My Lover is gone.
The tomb is empty.
Maybe
He is alive…

E.K


“Then Simon Peter came, following him, and went into the tomb; and he saw the linen cloths lying there, and the handkerchief that had been around His head, not lying with the linen cloths, but folded together in a place by itself. Then the other disciple, who came to the tomb first, went in also; and he saw and believed.”
John 20:6-8

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